I grew up in a small farm town in California
When I say small farm town, I mean it
Like every October, people would bring these 1200 pound pumpkins
To the main street pumpkin festival
To compete for the title of "Biggest pumpkin"
We lived across the street from the Pacific Ocean
And the only thing separating it from us
Was a eucalyptus forest
Surrounding the town were these small mountains
That used to trap the humidity from the ocean
So for most of the year
The entire town was covered in this amazing fog
The town was called "Half Moon Bay"
Because the coastline was shaped like a crescent
My next-door neighbor, and surrogate grandpa
Had a little carpentry shop in his garage
Where he'd help me make these little creations
That I'd invent, build and paint
And my other neighbor was my godmother
Who'd help me bake pies out of apples
I'd picked fresh from a tree in my backyard
I'd always wanted to make these things
That I imagined come to life, you know
And I was surrounded by people who taught me how to do it